881: C881 Good Evening Everyone

C881 Good Evening Everyone

If Ye Hong avoided the battle, he would be looked down upon by others.

Especially those distributors, it was very likely that they would be disloyal because of this.

It was difficult to enter. The Midnight Snack Restaurant was forced to the edge of the cliff all of a sudden.

Everyone suddenly thought of the reporters and live streamers from before and felt a chill in their hearts.

The current situation was being watched by countless people who had passed the live broadcast. This was the most terrifying thing!

After all, the terrifying power of the Internet was there.

Everyone was thrown into a panic. They looked at Ye Hong anxiously.

Ye Hong glanced at Fann Mingen, who was proud of himself downstairs. His eyes paused on Adrian for a moment.

"Ding! Activating the beginner-level Discerning Ability, he could see through the target. "

'Ding! ' After seeing through it, target type: proficient-level Chef.

The target specialized in cooking. Dessert, pastries, western dishes, etc.

Cooking style. Beautiful and exquisite.

Target weakness: Not good at cooking seafood. "

proficient-level Chef! This is a bit tricky.

Ye Hong turned around and left the window, heading downstairs.

Just when everyone thought Ye Hong was about to go out to fight, they saw him walking in another direction.

Outside the Midnight Snack Restaurant, the crowd was still waiting for news from the Midnight Snack Restaurant.

However, after a few minutes, the Midnight Snack Restaurant was still silent.

Discontentment gradually spread out from the crowd.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Midnight Snack Restaurant is scared after hearing the title of the God of Dessert?"

"Humph! Looks like the chefs of the Midnight Snack Restaurant are all cowards!"

In the live broadcast rooms of the live streamers, rows of bullet comments were being broadcasted.

[Midnight Snack Restaurant, nmsl!]

[Hurry up and send someone to kill this arrogant foreigner!]

[If Midnight Snack Restaurant can kill this bastard, I'll broadcast live in the sewer!]

[66666]

Seeing the surrounding atmosphere, Fann Mingen became even more excited. He kept roaring in his heart. Hei Zi, let's see how you die this time!

However, he deliberately revealed a disappointed expression and said, "Sigh, I originally thought that as the number one shop in Food Street, the Midnight Snack Restaurant would be able to take some responsibility. Looks like this Fan overestimated the Midnight Snack Restaurant's patriotic heart!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Midnight Snack Restaurant's employees all changed.

After this huge hat was removed, the situation tonight had already become irreconcilable.

The employees looked at the empty door and became more and more anxious. Where did Manager go?2

Adrian did not see anyone from the Midnight Snack Restaurant for a long time. He frowned and came to the Midnight Snack Restaurant. He gave the door a thumbs up and said, "Midnight Snack Restaurant, this!

Yan Country, this!"

This extremely insulting expression and gesture immediately ignited the anger of the crowd.

The insults towards the Midnight Snack Restaurant also became sharper and more unpleasant to hear.

Just as the Midnight Snack Restaurant was about to be drowned in saliva, a petite figure shyly poked her head out of the gates of the Midnight Snack Restaurant.

"Hey, hey! Good evening, everyone. ..." "

Looking at the petite girl who suddenly appeared, Fann Mingen said with a face full of anger," Pu Yunyue, what are you doing here?!

Oh, right, I almost forgot that you have already become Ye Hei Zi's dog!

Quickly call out your master!"

Pu Yunyue originally had a nervous expression, but when she heard Fann Mingen's words, she immediately became so angry that her eyebrows shot up.

Her cute nose wrinkled together, and she said angrily, "You are the dog, your entire family is a dog!

Our boss said that to deal with someone like Adrian, we don't need him to do anything, I, Pu Yunyue, can easily defeat him!"

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